Chapter 1

Faber in Sachunjangga-1 (1/187)

Faber in Sachunjangga @Erhut

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Faber, a reborn expert in poisons and venomous insects in the martial world.

The Sachunjangga wants him.

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#Wuxia #Genius #Other_Professions #Insects #Animals

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Blue-spotted Centipede 1

-Whoosh.

At the entrance of a dilapidated temple, a drizzle was falling in the evening. Amidst the tropical plants that had grown wildly, covering half of the temple, about thirty people suddenly appeared.

Among them, a man who seemed to be the leader politely clasped his hands and asked,

"Little brother, could we take shelter from the rain for a night?"

He was asking me, who was looking bewildered at the sudden appearance of these men.

I was worried they might be bad people, but even though I was young, they bowed respectfully and spoke politely. They didn't seem to be bad people, and it seemed they thought I was a young Taoist guarding this dilapidated temple.

"I only settled in this dilapidated temple a few years ago. You can stay wherever you like. However, I'm using that hall, so it would be better if you used another place."

"Thank you. You are a well-mannered young brother. I will do as you say. Everyone, move. Don't go near the hall where the young brother is staying. We'll take shelter elsewhere. Understand?"

"Yes, Head of the Family!"

Seeing the character 'Tang' on their chests and the title 'Head of the Family,' it seemed they were all from the same family. I was curious about what they did, but I bowed slightly to the middle-aged man and quickly headed to the hall I used.

It was time to feed the children.

"You almost made it late. Were you all hungry?"

I entered the room, lit the lamp, and quickly prepared dinner. I opened the large earthen jar, removed the leaves, and grabbed a handful of crickets.

The sensation of the crickets wriggling in my hand.

I opened another large jar and looked inside.

A large body, fuzzy legs.

The slightly yellowish body made my heart race.

I threw a few adult crickets into the jar, and the creature quickly caught them. True to its aggressive nature, it greedily stuffed the crickets into its mouth.

"Black, eat a lot. If you weren't here, what would I do?"

The creature in the jar is called Black Earth Tiger. It's a tarantula species from Hainan, China, which can grow up to 20 cm. After catching it, it has already molted twice and is now about 15 cm long.

After confirming that it was eating, it was time to feed the others.

I watched it catch the remaining crickets and then headed to the old medicine cabinet.

When I opened the cabinet, the Bawangling Cave Gecko greeted me. It's a native species of Hainan with a yellow stripe on its body and a white stripe on its tail.

"In my past life, I couldn't afford to get you, but here, you're everywhere. I really enjoy seeing you."

I held a cricket by its legs and gently waved it in front of the geckos.

They quickly pounced and caught the cricket.

"Ouch!"

I pulled away the one that bit my finger along with the cricket and fed the others, one by one, in each compartment of the cabinet. Then, I heard a voice from outside.

"Little brother, are you inside?"

It was the Head of the Family from earlier, the middle-aged man.

I quickly wiped my hands and closed the cabinet.

When I stepped outside, the middle-aged man was standing there with a smile.

"I'm grateful for letting us take shelter from the rain. Would you like to join us for dinner? We caught a deer."

"A deer?"

"Yes. We caught two on our way here and thought we could share them."

I had never caught a deer before.

Enticed by the meat, I quickly nodded.

In my past life, eating snakes and lizards was unimaginable, but here, they were the only prey I could catch. I had to eat them for protein, and they were my only source of protein.

So, I couldn't refuse the offer of deer meat.

'Sorry, guys... I have to live too...'

After silently apologizing to the place where I buried the bones of snakes and lizards, I followed the man through the half-collapsed temple to the largest hall.

The fire was burning in the middle of the building, and the smell of roasting deer meat filled the air.

- Gulping.

The drooling sound came naturally as the oil dripped and the aroma of the meat filled my nose.

After staring at the scene for a while, I felt someone's gaze. I turned my head to see the man who brought me here pointing to a spot next to him and smiling.

'Oh.'

Embarrassed, my face turned red as I moved to the spot he indicated.

The man's voice, laced with amusement, reached my ears.

"The meat will need a bit more time to cook. In the meantime, I have a few questions. May I ask them?"

"Yes, please ask."

He seemed to have some questions.

Since I owed him for the meat, I nodded and answered. The man then started asking about my background.

"Living alone in the mountains of Hainan? How old are you?"

"About fourteen or fifteen, I think."

"Fourteen or fifteen?"

The middle-aged man looked puzzled, as if wondering what 'fourteen or fifteen' meant.

Scratching my head, I replied,

"I lost my memory..."

"Oh, what a tragic story."

The man looked at me with pity, but the memory loss was a lie.

I hadn't lost my memory; it felt more like I had been reincarnated.

Should I call it a past life? Before I died, I was a streamer.

A famous streamer with a million subscribers on Nertube, AmericaTV, and Switch, known for introducing and raising venomous creatures like reptiles, spiders, and poisonous insects.

My nickname was Spicy Faber.

I got this nickname because I specialized in broadcasting about venomous creatures.

There was a reason I was in this world, in this young body.

A special broadcast to celebrate reaching a million subscribers.

While exploring the world's ten most venomous snakes, I was bitten by a Black Mamba and died.

'I must have been one of those streamers who died doing dangerous things... But why did the Black Mamba jump out from behind the fridge when I came back to the shabby hotel in Africa?'

It didn't show its face when I was introducing it to my audience, but it jumped out from behind the fridge when I returned to the hotel.

I thought I was done for when it bit me.

The venom of a Black Mamba is known to be extremely potent, and a bite can cause death within 20 minutes.

That's why I'm in this situation now.

"Oh. So you've been living alone here?"

"Yes, I don't have any special skills. I catch snakes and sell their skins to survive."

"What a dangerous life for such a young brother..."

The man looked at me with pity.

I felt pity for myself, so I can imagine how others must feel.

As we were talking, two large pieces of meat were placed in front of me.

My eyes widened in surprise, and the man who brought the meat smiled.

"Head of the Family, I brought the cooked part first. The young brother seemed very hungry."

My face turned red with embarrassment again, but I quickly bowed and took the meat.

"It's been a long time since I've had meat from a four-legged animal. Thank you."

I immediately started tearing into the meat.

- Crunch.

How long had it been since I had meat?

Snake meat was tasty, but nothing beats meat from a four-legged animal.

The juices and the savory oil filled my mouth, bringing a sense of happiness.

Yes, this is happiness.

In my past life, I would have found the oil greasy, but now it was incredibly savory.

I quickly finished the meat on the bones and happily sucked on them.

Then, an elderly man, who had cut a large piece of deer rib, handed it to me.

"You're eating well, young brother. Have this too."

"Thank you, sir."

"Hehe, you remind me of my granddaughter."

As I was sucking on my fingers and tearing into the meat, the Head of the Family spoke again.

"Little brother, while you eat, listen. We're looking for something. Have you seen anything strange around here?"

I quickly licked the oil off my hand and asked,

"Strange things?"

"Hmm... How should I put it..."

The man was pondering my question.

The elderly man, who had given me the rib, smiled and said,

"Head of the Family, the young brother let us take shelter from the rain. It's fine to tell him. He might get into trouble if he doesn't know. He lives alone here and has no one to tell."

"You're right, Father."

It turned out the elderly man was the man's father.

With his father's words, the Head of the Family lowered his voice and asked again,

"We're looking for a centipede with blue spots. Have you seen it? We've been searching for days but haven't found it."

"A centipede with blue spots?"

"Yes. A large centipede called the Blue-spotted Centipede. It's so big that you might have seen it."

The mention of a centipede piqued my interest.

Centipedes are beautiful creatures.

With their many legs and smooth bodies, there are no arthropods as unique and beautiful as centipedes.

Moreover, centipedes are not insects but arthropods with maternal instincts.

What a unique creature!

And it has large blue spots! It must be a new species!

As a streamer who specializes in such creatures, I couldn't let this opportunity pass.

I decided to gather more information.

"How big is it?"

"Well, if it's fully grown, it might be able to easily swallow someone your size."

"Whoa!"

'A centipede big enough to eat a person? I thought I had traveled back a few hundred years, but it seems this is a different world. I have to find this thing.'

A new large centipede.

I was thrilled by the two men's words.

The elderly man, seeing my excitement, patted my shoulder and said,

"Young brother, don't be afraid. We're here to catch it."

'Here to catch it? Are there people in this era with similar hobbies?'

They seemed to misunderstand my excitement as fear, but it felt like a gathering of people with similar interests.

I quickly asked, thinking I could form a community with them.

We could share breeding information and collection spots.

'Hobbies are lonely when done alone...'

Another big part of the fun in hobbies is showing off, which I couldn't do.

"If you're here to catch it, are you planning to raise it?"

The two men laughed at my question.

"Ha ha, raise a Blue-spotted Centipede? That's a funny idea."

"You find it funny, young brother."

"We're going to use it for medicine, not raise it."

My mood dampened at their answer.

They seemed to be ignorant men.

In my past life, there were rumors that centipedes were good for the waist, causing many centipedes to suffer. These men seemed to be similar.

Using centipedes for medicine.

I knew there was no scientific basis for this, so I thought another centipede would die for nothing.

I had a rough idea of where to find centipedes.

'Oh, I thought they were comrades with the same hobby. Turns out they're just ignorant men.'

I felt disappointed but decided to enlighten them.

I didn't want a new species to die for nothing.

"Centipedes can't be used as medicine, can they?"

The two men's expressions darkened, and the elderly man explained with a troubled and pitiful voice,

"Maybe not. But my granddaughter is very ill. Only the internal organs of this centipede can save her, so we're looking for it."

The elderly man's granddaughter was the middle-aged man's daughter.

I was shocked and looked at the middle-aged man, who forced a smile with a dark expression.

'Oh, his daughter is on the brink of death. He's trying to get something to feed her.'

I knew centipedes couldn't be used as medicine, but a parent's heart is desperate.

I once spent 500,000 won at an animal hospital to save a 10,000 won lizard.

The centipede was pitiful, but...

Since I had been treated to meat, I felt I should help.

"I haven't seen the centipede, but I have an idea where it might be."